NaPoWriMo Day 12: The Philosopher Xenophanes
The Philosopher Xenophanes I’ve been travelling to the Oracle all my life, my wanderings as thithering and intricate as those of Odysseus, because I must along the way pick up what question I am that God would ask the gods. I am not, like a ripening sweetness of grapes or a you...Tags: poetry, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022
NaPoWriMo Day 13: Tanka Journal
Tanka Journal 2022-04-13: Climate Crisis School tornado drills, hunched over in the basement, arms protecting necks, I recall those--but Midwest hurricanes, that's something new. I was one of those thoughtless boys who delighted in the crisp and pop of ants burned under my le...Tags: NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022, poetry, tanka, climate
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 15: The Old Man in a Jacket
The Old Man in a Jacket The old man in a jacket the color of weather, simple of mind, greeting strangers as old acquaintances, always by another name, shuffles eternally down the same street. Children run circles around him, shout insults phrased as questions, questions worded a...Tags: poetry, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 16: untitled haiku
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NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 17: True Crime
NOTE: Despite the date and the first line, this is not an Easter poem. True Crime The body has gone missing. A suit of habits remains. The detective suspects himself. He cannot account for his future. -- Carl BettisTags: NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022, poetry
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 18: Easter Monday
Easter Monday If he sat here, handing me bread as he used to, if I put my hand into his wounded side, I would not believe. There is no one walking beside me speaking words that fire my heart that is filled with cold ashes. He is not risen. ...Tags: NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022, poetry
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 19: His Art
His Art was in his goofs, the shameful bits of self that showed under the gaps his haphazard patching called attention to. — Carl BettisTags: NaPoWriMo, poetry, NaPoWriMo2022
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 20: The Mysterious Man
The Mysterious Man The Mysterious Man was with parallel. The Mysterious Man hid a skeleton under his skin. The Mysterious Man spoke fluent Etruscan. The Mysterious Man was a pyromaniac. The Mysterious Man was a mole. The Mysterious Man had three hearts. The Mysterious Man was an idio...Tags: NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022, poetry
NaPoWriMo 2022, day 21: vampires
vampires 1. the campers in the morning we find an empty bunk all our food eaten and regurgitated in the evening we find a blood trail a bottle of rotgut and the remains of a drinking party 2. the squatter after supper he plays cards gets drunk when he wakes up he's lost...Tags: NaPoWriMo, poetry, NaPoWriMo2022
NaPoWriMo 2022, Day 23: Native Tongue
Native Tongue I’ve lived my life in another country. I haven’t learned its language. I’d have to search for a person to speak it to, and all they want to hear from me is Goodbye. Étienne de Veniard, French deserter and smuggler, was my adopted birth ...Tags: poetry, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2022